The pain that cuts the deepest is the cleanest.
Leaving no traces of blood or bruises.
It slices straight through to the soul.
Those tender, trusting feelings, that pure joy.
Taken so unexpectedly by catatonic abusers.
They , who are devoid of all sensitivity.
Carry the sharpest knife of all to slice.
To slice the soul , the joy, the feelings.
Cutting the deepest, the cleanest.
So no one sees, and no one heals.
So the pain never leaves.
Paula Jean
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